Jefferson Ball

My clothes on tough satin
My horse, not the white one
I bear deeper riches
No thang, no, no
But I have been waiting
Anticipating
In hopes that my lady
I might take you to the ball
And love you
There, my lady
There, my lady
Escort you to Jefferson ball
I’ve seen you each morning
Since you were a baby
And now you’re the queen of my heart
Maybe one day I’ll know you
Maybe then I’ll show you
My plan to see castles
On Venus and Mars
We’ll make love in the stars
There, my lady
There, my lady
Escort you to Jefferson ball
May I my lady, now may I?
Now may I, my lady, now may I?
May I my lady, now may I?
Now may I, my lady, now may I?
May I my lady, now may I?
Now may I, my lady, now may I?
May I my lady, now may I?
Now may I, my lady, now may I?
If you come to the ball
And we love after all
When the dancing is through
I’ll make sure of you
There’s no need to say no
If you don’t go, I won’t go
There’ll be no ball
When you come to the ball
You know, in our livetimes, living, learning, loving each other.
There comes a time when we all must kind of like… sit down, think about the
love we give to one another. It’s not a hard thing to give up the feeling,
whether it be white or black. There’s no color to the feel, the love makes
anything possible. So think love, feel love, try love, taste love, make love,
grow love, touch love, it’s yours